The sun filtered in through the blinds on the master bedroom window. Anabelle opened her eyes and looked around the room, her clothes lay across the floor and some of the pillows and blankets were off the bed. Sighing she stood up and began to pick the bedding up to make the bed. Once the task was done she looked down at her naked body, taking note of the bruises she had on her thighs. None of them would need any follow up care although she did need a shower. After picking up the dirty clothes from the bedroom floor she grabbed her towel and took a quick shower. She knew the rule, always stay naked. No matter what. All company coming over knew what they would see at Shawn's house so there was no excuse to break the rule. Once she made it to the kitchen the search for breakfast was underway, after 20 minutes Anabelle had some oatmeal and a plate of fruit. During breakfast her phone went off, it was a text from Shawn.
"Get a butt plug from the dresser and wear it all day. At 4pm I want you to put your ball gag in, get your vibrator, sit in the living room and hold it on your clit until I get home."
Anabelle had no idea what he had planned for today but she was nervous. He had mentioned a few different new play avenues they could take but they were all outside her comfort zone and all involved other people.
By 4:15 Anabelle was in position just the way he had instructed. She let out a soft sigh as the vibrator pressed softly against her clit.
It was now 5:30 and Shawn hadnt came back yet. Anabelle's pussy was starting to drip on the chair she was in. She groaned frustratedly not knowing where Shawn was and being ready to cum.
It was almost 6pm and Anabelle could hear Shawn's voice outside. She started to get excited until she realized she heard someone else's voice with him and it sounded like another woman. The door opened and there was Shawn standing in the door way smiling at me. He stepped into the room holding a dog leash in his hand. Anabelle looked over and saw a beautiful woman with dark brown hair standing naked in the doorway, wearing only a simple pink collar and dog leash. As Shawn and the woman walked into the living room Anabelle turned the vibrator off and took out the gag so she could stand and confront them.
"Shawn who is this?" Anabelle asked angrily
"Her name is Samantha, I met her through work 3 months ago. She's got similar kinks as ours, plus she's bi and thinks your hot. Now get that vibrator back on your worthless cunt before I decide you don't deserve to cum at all"
"Im not doing that. You didn't tell me to expect company, we're not doing this tonight"
After Anabelle said that regret flooded her. She saw the look on Shawn's face and knew she had crossed the line. No was not something she'd ever said to him before and after seeing him now, she never would again. He dropped the leash and instructed Samantha to stay still. Shawn stepped forward and grabbed Annabelle's arm so hard she cried out.
"I want you to remember, I own you. You do what I say. I brought Samantha home for a threesome but since you want to be a brat, I have something better in mind" Shawn quickly pushed Anabelle back onto the chair, shoved the ball gag roughly back into her mouth and pulled handcuffs from the drawer on the coffee table. After he handcuffed Anabelle to the table so she couldn't leave the room, Shawn turned his attention to Samantha.
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Perverted Love
General FictionAnabelle and Shawn's relationship has always been a little different, Shawn is her Dom/Owner as the kink community would say. Shawn's goal is to see how far he can push her "Nothing is off limits" mentality and keep the flame going.